Rikshaw me baithte hi maine dono ko thank you bola. To Aniket bola, “Uski koi zarurat nahi hai, tumhari jagha koi aur hota to bhi hum uski madad kar...e. Wese bhi tum to hamare hi college me padhti ho.”Maine bass ek smile di. Tab Adrian bola, “Aur agar tumhe thank-you bolna hi hai to Saturday ko college ke baad match dekhne aajao. Hume bohot khushi hogi.”Maine kaha, “Ok mai aaungi.”To dono ne apne hath aage badhate hue kaha, “To ab hum friends hai na?” Maine smile di, aur bola, “Ha.” Uss din se. He goes to yell help only to find that his voice has changed into a higher feminine pitch. He was worried and could not do a thing to stop it the feeling centered itself on his chest, he looked down to see that his shirt started to bulge out and her realized that he was growing breast. He tried to push them back in to no avail they kept on growing. Eventually they stopped growing at what cup size he does not know, but he was sure that they needed specially made bras. More worried about his. I bent forward and whispered into his ear. “You heard me talking the other day about how much of a compliment it is when a man comes for me in his pants. You’re going to do that for me, the two of us here grinding together until you can’t take it. And then you’re going to come as hard as you can.” I didn’t give him a chance to answer as our mouths and tongues met.It was incredible. To reach down, feel the outline of his cock and realize I’ve brought him here; I’ve gotten somewhere where I’m. “Sit,” she ordered as she shut the door like we needed the privacy from the empty apartment. Nothing. She said nothing. Instead, she dropped to her knees, never breaking eye contact, before pulling the hem of my shorts down, exposing my cock that was slowly growing in anticipation of what she had planned with it. Still, nothing was said as she kept our eyes locked before pushing my legs apart and moving in between them. She grasped a hold of my inflating member, giving it a firm squeeze, before.